Poems of a fallen cloud
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Last published Mon, Oct 23, 2023
Poems of literature and pain, love and heartbreak through the eyes of Nephele [meaning: cloud], a persona of mine.
Things I've not lived, things I've not seen, yet are all things I've felt and my caged heart has tasted.
Enjoy this tragedy, for apparently one's pain is another's enjoyment, or anothers comfort...
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